Posted by KnightStalker on January 25, 2001 at 08:54:04:
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PROLOGUE:
Grady Dalton had built a large corporate empire on the idea of doing special favors for people and then asking them to reciprocate when he needed something. While far from being a new concept, it certainly had proven to be an effective one when he couldn't manipulate situations through other means. During the last quarter of the 21st century Grady had amassed over a $100 billion personal fortune through the successful marketing and technological efforts of his robotics company by becomming a major vendor of the US armed forces and NASA.
Yet, he had come to a crucial crossroads in his life where he had to decide how he could best achieve reaching the pinnacle of power he so desired to have in this world. After much thought he decided that he would combine the technological capabilities of his company together with the idea of "doing favors" for others, and that the "favors" would have some "large strings" attached to them.
It was so simple to implement. Grady had secretly established a new division of his company for the sole purpose of fulfilling people's sexual fantasies. His clients were to only be the wealthy and influential individuals who could help him to rise further in the global power structure. Moreover, the more difficult and possibly the more criminal oriented the fantasy or favor might be, the larger the strings would be in his reciprocal request. Another important aspect of his idea would entail making the client believe that he or she had committed a criminal act when no such event had actually taken place. While this approach had been used many times before in history, Grady had found a way to significantly upgrade the idea through his Fantaphysics Division.
CHAPTER ONE
Natalie Portman, Grady's newest protogee, was busily getting ready for her dinner meeting with her boss and Senator Jack Winslow who was chairman of the Senate Appropriations Committee. In a way he had been Grady's benefactor in recent years and had steared billions of dollars toward Grady's company. Grady had reciprocated by giving the senator large campaign contributions. Tonight was important because Grady's company was coming under increasing competitive pressures from its rivals, and Natalie's role was going to be to help the senator to remain focused on Grady's organization rather than these other competitors.
Fortunately, Senator Winslow had a penchant for sexy young women as did many of his colleagues, but his needs went beyond most of the others. The "good" senator thoroughly enjoyed rough sex and he had had a couple of narrow escapes with the law from a couple of his earlier escapades. While Grady had helped his "friend" in all of these cases, he didn't believe that he had Senator Winslow in his pocket yet. Once he had accomplished that end, Grady could move on to other influential people.
Natalie Portman had been fully briefed on this situation. Fortunately, she did not mind having rough sex.
CHAPTER TWO:
When Grady and Natalie got to the exclusive downtown reataurant and club, Grady made sure that she preceeded him as they approached the very private table in a quiet alcove where Senator Winslow had arrived ten minutes earlier (by Grady's design).
Natalie's appearance almost took the senator's breath away as she walked slowly toward him. Her black satin dress had been specifically designed to showcase her 5' 6" tall and 125 lbs. curvaceous frame. The outfit had an off the shoulder neckline that featured a deep "V" in the front and the back to accentuate her ample cleavage and bare back. The narrow straps were sexily draped about 3 inches below her supple shoulders to connect the roundness of her cleavage with the roundness of her upper arms. The hemline made a feable attempt at hiding her crotch and the lower cheeks of her perfect round ass. Her shapely thighs and calves were perched directly on top of two black stiletto highheels.
Her jet black hair had been groomed into a sort of french twist on top of her head and was held by a large black barette. What almost melted Senator Winslow, though, was Natalie's incredible flawless white skin which was in full contrast to her entirely black outfit, together with her fashion model's swanlike neck.
Natalie sat to the senator's immediate left and faced him, making sure that she leaned slightly in his direction to let him drink in her exquisite body. She also made sure that she coyly crossed her legs in front of him, leaving her upper perched ankle but a scant few inches away from his nervous left hand which was slightly twitching on the nearest corner of the table. Senator Winslow was almost overcome by the scent of Natalie's perfume which she had misted on virtually every sensual joint on her supple body.
Even though the business end of the conversation had started between Grady and the senator, Grady was amused that the senator couldn't keeps his eyes off the beguiling Natalie, and he kept having to interrupt his nearly transfixed gaping at her. Yet, he was glad that his plan was working so well. On cue, Natalie excused herself to go to the powder room. As anticipated, the senator almost begged Grady to arrange for he and Natalie to spend the rest of the evening together after dinner. Grady then summoned their waiter who promptly made a reservation for the senator to have the VIP Suite upstairs over the club. Natalie returned to the table slowly, letting the senator drink any fantasy he wished about her as she approached.
CHAPTER THREE:
After dinner Grady tried to excuse himself from this carefully orchestrated "party" by feigning that he had another meeting to attend elsewhere in the club. He then asked the senator if he wouldn't mind seeing Natalie home, to which the senator easily complied.
Now in private at the table, Natatlie asked Senator Winslow what they might do together because it was still relatively early. The instensity of the gaze from her blue eyes left no doubt in his mind that they were going to use his reservation for the VIP Suite.
The VIP Suite had nearly every imaginable accommodation for the wealthy and influential guest. Right from the marble bath, a full blown media center, a gas lit fireplace, an oversized bed, heavy decorating, and a balcony with an incredible view of the city.
Winslow poured Natalie and he an expensive brandy. He took off his dinner jacket and loosened his bowtie. She kicked off her black stilettos as they settled on the enormous couch in front of the cozy fire.
He was totally enchanted by her pressence, so much so that his state of sexual arousal was climbing faster than he could easily rein. There she was sitting sideways, leaning slightly forward toward him with the brandy in her righthand and the fingers of her lefthand tracing the curve of her breasts and then moving up to the base of her swan throat where they playfully glided up and down her long wind pipe. He could not help but notice how creamy and smoothe her throat was. What he didn't know is that Natalie had also been briefed about the "good" senator's sexual practices. He had a fascination with women's long necks and enjoyed having his hands around them before and during sex. There were a couple of times his fetish had gotten out of hand, and he had actually choked two young women almost to the point of death. Grady had interceded on both occasions and had handsomely paid each woman to guarantee their silence.
CHAPTER FOUR:
Natalie was enjoying the fact that the senator was being teased through her small antics. His gaze was intense but non-threatening. She put her brandy down, leaned a little more toward Jack Winslow, and then grasped his two wrists in her hands. She guided them first to her fully exposed knees, letting his fingers feverishly explore her thighs which were no longer under the hem of her dress.
She then guided his wrists toward her hourglass waist and let his hands curl around it, ever so slowly moving them up to her ample breasts which were straining out of the "V" of her "off the shoulder" neckline. Jack's sigh told Natalie that his state of arousal was still climbing as he fondled her breats.
Natalie then slid his quivering hands up to her collar bones. barely letting his finger tips graze the hollow at the base of her beautiful throat. While she met with some resistance as she attempted to guide his hands toward her porcelain shoulders, he begrudgingly relented, finding the feel and the smell of them to be intoxicating. At this juncture Natalie tilted her head back, coyly smiling at Jack, all the while knowing his excitement was at the boiling point and that any further stimulus to his neck fetish might send him over the line. However, he was still able to restrain himself even though his hands ached to circle her graceful long white neck.
When Natalie once again took charge and started to guide his hands up the slope of her smoothe shoulders and inward toward her slender long neck, she detected small tremors in Jack's thumbs and fingers. They were too close to her throat for her to see the feverish twitching of their impatience to encircle it.
Jack audibly sighed as his two hands slid around Natalie's neck. His thumbs were electrified by the contact of her soft warm wind pipe. That excitement was heightened further by the realization of just how slender and smoothe her neck felt as his two hands completed their encirclement of the incredibly long column. When Natalie started to move his hands up and down her throat, it was too much for Jack. He uncontrollably came in his pants.
His embarrasment wasn't helped any when Natalie chuckled and then burst into outright laughter. She persisted even when he asked her to stop. He couldn't help but notice how her throat vibrated while she laughed, and how her wind pipe moved up and down with each chuckle. In a moment his embarrassment turned into anger. He couldn't have her telling Grady about this , or for that matter, he no longer trusted that she would be discreet about anything that took place this evening.
Without any hint that something was amiss, Jack stood up while Natalie remained sitting sideways on the couch. She then wondered about his hesitation to move and looked inquisitively up at him, arching her throat back to once again expose the column of her smoothe wind pipe. Staring at her neck, Jack removed his hands from their stations at his sides, and puposefully drew them toward Natalie's throat.
There was no mistaking on Natalie's part that Jack meant busuiness when his hands slammed against the sides of her neck and his two thimbs cruelly pushed into her delicate wind pipe. The crazed look of rage on his face only validated that he really wanted to strangle her. The extreme pressure of his squeezing her neck told her he wanted to choke her to death. He was well beyond just fantasising about his neck fetish. He wanted to crush the breath out of Natalie's perfect long neck.
Jack watched her eyes as he squeezed harder and harder. He wanted to see her suffer as her eyes began to bulge. Her beautiful face became distorted and began to turn blue as he continued to strangle her. Natalie at first gasped and wheezed as she tried to scream a protest for him to stop. She also tried to pry his hands off of her neck, but his grip was strong for her to manage.
The full extent of Jack's rage wasn't exhibited until he shook her by the neck as if she were a little rag doll. Her head was being tossed backward and forward so violently that her black barette shook loose from her hair, making her long jet black hair jerk back and forth uncontrollably in mid air.
Jack now had Natalie on her knees as he choked her with her back arched and nearly parallel to the floor. Finally, her eyes began to fade and her arms began to flail aimlessly, bouncing off the couch and the coffee table in front of it. Her tongue slid out of her gaping mouth.
Even while being strangled she was still beautiful in a haunting way. Jack felt the same way even after Natalie went limp on the end of his hands. He could still see the deep indentations that his thumbs were making on her once creamy throat that was fully arched below him. Her porcelain bare shoulders and ample breasts still beckoned his feverish touch. He released her beautiful neck and let her body float to the floor. He then picked her up, put her back on the couch, and proceeded to fuck her amazing dead body. Gratified at last, now he had to figure on an escape.
CHAPTER FIVE:
The door bell of the suite rang, and cautiously Jack approached the door. He peered through the security peep hole only to see Grady Dalton through it. Suspecting that his "friend" might help him out of this jam he imediately opened the door. Grady came in greeting Jack and asked in a "tongue in cheek" manner how Jack had done with Natalie tonight. Jack stepped aside letting Grady's eyes drift over to the couch. Startled, Grady rushed over to the couch to see that he was far too late to help Natalie.
Both men huddled to forge a gameplan on what to do next. Bottom line: Grady agreed to help Jack with both an alibi and the disposal of Natalie, if Jack would agree to forever help Grady in his business affairs, whether inside or outside of the Halls of Congress. Futhermore, Jack agreed to introduce legislation which would make it tougher to audit government contractors. Grady then ushered Jack out of the club so no one would see him, and the returned to the VIP Suite to live up to his end of the agreement.
CHAPTER SIX:
Even in deathlike repose Natalie was gorgeous. Grady examined her body and satisfied himself that the only damage to her was to her bruised neck. Boy, Jack had been particularly vicious with her strangulation. Yet, the rest of Natalie was still in tact and would only need superficial retooling at Fantaphysics. It would be an acceptable business cost for the ultimate benefit he would reap over time. Let's see, the retooling of the beautiful android might be $10,000. The meal was $750, while the room (and he owned the club) cost $3,500 retail. That incredible dress ran $2,500, and the DVD disk which recorded the whole event cost $150. (Better remove it from the media center). Not bad when measured against the billions he might extract from his "favors" from Jack in the future.
EPILOGUE:
Grady's favor could now blossom into many other applications in virtually every part of daily living. Whether he used other protogees like a "Natalie" or a "Nathaniel", or whom ever; Grady had the means to extract the need for a favor simply by gaining a good understanding of what the other person's achilles' heel was, and then creating a believable scenario that would cause the person to solicit Grady's help.
He could also guarantee his anonymity because the Fantaphysics Division only had had one human employee, Grady. Pretty neat he thought. Now all he had to do was to dream the other dreams that would propel him to higher levls in our global power structure.
KnightStalker